"Wow, the thirty -six days of the sword is broken!"
"It's too fast, it's not the time before and after!"
"Oh my god, there will be such a terrible evil in this world!"
At this time, in a shock, the eighth floor of the Tongtian Sword Tower: Thirty -six days 罡 sword array, broken!
With the crystal of the ninth floor sword tower, this means that Ling Feng has entered the last layer of the Tongtian Sword Tower!
This time, he broke the speed of the thirty -six days of the sword array, which was shortened by about one -fiveth compared to the last time.
In addition to being convinced, a sideline student, in addition to being convinced, Ling Feng, has undoubtedly created its own legend in this month of Lingcheng!
Inside the Sky Sword Tower.
Looking at the amazing sword puppet in front of him, Ling Feng took a deep breath.
"Hundred Gods Boom Fairy!"
Although I have tried dozens of times a hundred gods in a row, Ling Feng still has a feeling of breathing difficulties within the scope of the overlapping sword domain.
He can only hold his breath and keep his sword domain prototype. Otherwise, once the prototype of the sword domain is shattered, he will only have a spike.
"The mixed yuan lock is full!"
"Eight wasteland is not destroyed!"
"Dragon Elephant Battle!"
Ling Feng used all the cards that could enhance his body defense, and even the Holy Spirit's configuration cards were taken out. The power of the Holy Spirit covered the whole god.
However, in the face of those hundred swordsman's dense attacks, Ling Feng could only get tired of resistance for a while, and there was no chance to take the initiative to make a sword.
One hundred sword puppets, golden wood, water, fire and soil, wind and ice thunder, dark sunlight, speed strength, sound waves to be toxic ...
各种截然不同的属性,截然不同的攻击,互相配合,天上地下东西南北各个角度全部被笼罩一般,毫无死角.
The sound of breaking the air sounded, very subtle, but sharp, shuddering.
The cooperation of those sword puppets is seamless. This kind of cooperation is different from the sword formation formed by human warriors. It does not need to run in at all, and there will be no errors.
As soon as the attacks of the sword puppets fell, they instantly turned around, and the hundred gods were running on the fairy array, like a terrible grinding plate crushing, making Ling Feng in the body feel hot and cold, and when they felt too paralyzed, they felt heavy and so on.
The pressure that the hundred gods bombarded the fairy array were more than ten times higher than the thirty -six -day sword array.
For more than a month, Ling Feng only raised the time that he insisted on the Blasting Immortal Array to about the time of a cup of tea.
In the Bangshen Boom in the Immortal Array, every time, Ling Feng will feel that the pressure is a strong point, and it becomes more and more uncomfortable.
This is not that the pressure is really increased. The pressure of the hundred gods is unchanged, but under the constant impact, Ling Feng's power consumes rapidly, and the resistance is decreased a little.
"Today, we must condense the sword domain!"
In the eyes of Ling Feng, the essence flashed. For more than a month, Ling Feng was bombarding the fairy array with hundreds of gods, and persecuted himself to the limit. Only in this limited state can the maximum potential burst!
laugh!
Ling Feng was slightly slower, and a long sword behind him had pierced it. Without the slightest block, he penetrated Ling Feng's shoulder.
Although these injuries will be recovered after the outside world, in the process of entering the tower, whether it is pain or the consequences of this degree of injuries, it is extremely true.
Ling Feng shook his right arm, and the speed of the whole person slowed down. Then, he snoring a few times, his left leg, ribs, and was worn by two long sword holes.
Blood, flowing out, Ling Feng flew back, and the whole person's actions had begun to occur.
"Once a long time, it really can't resist this degree of sword domain!"
Ling Feng's forehead was cold and sweaty, but he was also a person who gave up lightly.
"The prototype of the sword domain, I have reached the peak. Whether it is sword or sword potential, I have become mellow. Today, I must break through and condense the sword domain!"
Ling Feng constantly comes out of the sword with those swords and puppets. Because of the injury before, almost every three swords, Ling Feng will hit a sword.
Moreover, after his speed gradually slowed down, it almost became a backside to kill.
In fact, every time he rushed into the tower, Ling Feng was suffering from the pain of Wan Jian's heart.
Do not force himself to the limit, Ling Feng will not easily get out of the tower.
Even if he is unable to resist, Ling Feng has to rely on his amazing willpower. Under the overlap of the sword domain, he insists on a longer time.
Because every time he persists, he condenses the opportunity of the sword domain, and it is even bigger.
"laugh!"
"laugh!"
Ling Feng's whole body is already blurred in flesh and blood, and he can't find a complete place, strong pain, and the weakness brought by too much blood loss, making him feel that he has completely reached the limit.
"Hey, isn't it okay?"
Ling Feng clenched his teeth. After many times, he gradually understood the rules of the Sky Sword Tower.
In fact, although the people who break into the tower can be immune to death in the tower, all the injuries are grafted on their own soul origin.
Every time I was injured in the tower, Ling Feng could feel that deep in his soul, there was a feeling that made him painful to spasm and pain.
However, from another perspective, Ling Feng is another soul master who cultivates the soul skills. The harm to the source of the soul daily has improved his war level level to a certain extent.
Although it is still the level of Silver Soul Soul, the dim golden light from the soul has become more and more condensed.
"No, I can still think about it, it means that I can continue to persist!"
Ling Feng clenched his teeth, and the whole brain was almost exploded.
The anti -bump brought by the soul of the soul has made him almost unable to move, just like a sieve, being ruthlessly "ravaged" by those swords.
As long as he is slightly loose, he will be automatically transmitted out and end all the pain.
But he didn't do this!
Top interest!
Ling Feng seemed to be tortured by thousands of knives under the eighteen layers of hell.
Twenty interest!
Ling Feng felt that his soul was about to come out of the glass in this body.
The painful pain made him almost unable to breathe.
However, just in this shattering, the new power was born!
A soft breath, from the sea of spirit, gradually shrouded, covered with Ling Feng's body.
And the suspended sea of spirituality, the sword -shaped light group symbolizing the sword -like sword and the reincarnation sword, actually integrates it, which is a new force.
And Ling Feng, for this power, is so powerful that he can no longer be familiar with.
Sword domain!
The sword domain belonging to Ling Feng's own, and finally completely condensed successfully!